An Ode Amidst The Willow Rot
A day came for the chore be girl to walk the sudden plank of nature’s path. The calloused hands of youth did carry the wares of worry. For the market demands came with demands for those hands. Demands those hands brought from troubled stands. Upon a brook lie some willow wood of hollows core, a […]
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